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The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation ) Chapter 159

Chapter 159 - 177 esports TOP1,10

Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation

One chicken was luck, two chickens were luck. Three, four…six?

This was an absolute power boss!

The barber cut Xia Ling’s hair as he praised them “Big brother! You’re really good at this game.”

As a rookie, the barber obviously played this game, too.

However, he was only at star drill level 5, two levels away from a super ace, and he had come all the way up from a low-scoring dog. If he were to face others, he would basically die!

GUNGUN: Two people fighting head-on with a gun.

He had accidentally seen it a few times just now.

AWM: A sniper rifle that only appeared in the drop box!

However, this gun was very difficult to obtain.

A drop box was watched by countless players. Those who were able to pick up this gun from the drop box were all brave and meticulous warriors.

Being able to obtain this gun already proved his strength.

Just now, the barber casually glanced at it. Well, it wasn’t just Su Fuyun. The girl next to him also carried a gun!

The two of them moved at the same time. Their four fingers swiped the screen of their phones. They opened the camera and shot. The operation only lasted for an instant.

Before the barber could react.

PA: A gunshot was heard.

The small yellow words had already appeared on the screen of their phones.

[ Fuyun Youyou used AWM headshots to eliminate players who were worse than dogs in the wild ]

Don’t ask such a small word. How did the barber see it?

That was because later, when he saw Su Fuyun open the camera and only shoot once, he did not aim a second time. He could not help but curiously look over.

He realized that it was not that he did not shoot a second time, but as a god with superb marksmanship, he did not need to shoot a second time.

He and the girl worked very well together!

A sniper shot to the head, and the girl directly killed the person.

This man, was he really not cheating?

The hairdresser cut Xia Ling’s hair. In his heart, there was a string of ‘666’. He asked Su Fuyun in admiration.

“Brother Dei, can you add me as a friend? When you eat chicken, you bring medicine all the way to save people. You especially lie on the chicken, and you even shout ‘666’?”

Xia Ling, who had endured for a long time, finally could not bear it anymore when she heard the hairdresser’s words

“Master! Can you finish cutting my hair first before we talk about the game?”

The scissors were being cut. Xia Ling listened as the hairdresser kept calling Su Fuyun. She felt fear towards this hairdresser.

She gave her head to the hairdresser, but the hairdresser…was he really thinking about cutting her hair?

The hairdresser: “Little girl, don’t be anxious. I’ll cut your hair even with my eyes closed!”

Then, he really closed his eyes.

Xia Ling stood up and wanted to leave.

The barber opened his eyes again.

“Ha-ha, I’m just joking with you. Don’t be afraid.”

Joking your ass! Is there such a joke?

Xia Ling would rather die than have her hair cut here, but her hair had already been dyed back to black, so she couldn’t leave just like that.

“Don’t cut it for me. I’m worried about you. Help me wash my hair again, and I’ll grow long hair!”

The barber looked a little embarrassed.”Actually, you can rest assured. Us barbers go to Shanghai regularly for training, and we have professional skills. Our skills are not inferior to those of those big cities! I’ve been getting hair for more than ten years. I was just playing with you just now.”

“Yeah, beauty. Our officer Li’s skills are very good, but he’s a little humorous. He likes to joke and play around!” The person next to him also advised.

Oh, then you really know how to play around!

Xia Ling: “If you say you won’t cut it, then don’t cut it. Stop wasting time. Help me wash my hair again. I want to pay the bill.”

The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

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Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes.
"Xia Xia, where are you running to? "

[1v1, sweeter than ever ]
"..."
Text: Yan Luo Bai, "fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss"

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